Sunday, 27 December 2009

Christmas comes but once a year.....

Santa bought me a fridge (reconditioned, secondhand) to keep my cocoons in as the household fridge space was getting a bit tight.

No moths or cats at the moment, but two gorgeous little grandsons, visiting from Australia and loving everything, most especially the snow.

I have to weave three cushions, spin a basket of yarns and make some storyboards by the end of next week and am not sure how I am going to do it, but adrenaline has always been my friend in a tight spot!

3 comments:

Jane,Hope you had a lovely time with your family.Great to have a fridge specially for the cocoons.Best wishes for a good 2010 to you too!Hope you are ok weather wise at the moment in Devon!greetings Margreet

2nd instar Robin

Hard to think that he will be like his parent at the top of this blog in a few weeks time

Robin Cats

Etreme R is a tiny one, with the full size for that instar and two 2nd instar babies

Ist instar Robin and final instar a peryni

The black baby will be the size of the green monster in about 4 weeks!

Followers

Robin cats

the end stage of the first instar and the second instar

Cherry Moths right side up!

Cherry Moths

Indian Moon Moth babies

These are photos from 2007, but the little moon moth hatchlings are just a fraction larger than the Robin Moth hatchlings. The smaller ones are about to change their skin and catch up with their quicker brothers and sisters. The 20p coin will give a much better idea of the size of little cats

Moth and cocoon

Adult Robin Moth on her cocoon

Robin Moth hatchlings

Robin Moth babies, 24 hours old, on kitchen paper towel. The magnification of the paper may give you a good idea of how tiny they are

A. yamamai

Spinning

Robin Moth

Wing detail

H.maia

His brother

H. maia

Caterpillars are still growing

Caterpillar

Caterpillar in a fix!

a.yamamai

a.yamamai caterpillar enjoying his food

Robin Moth

Mating in progress

H.maia

Caterpillar

About Me

I live in the south west of the UK, have been spinning, dyeing and weaving for longer than I care to remember, and every year I rear a few wild varieties, mostly, of silkworms. I am captivated by change, and the silkworm who starts as a minute egg, becomes a huge caterpillar, then spins this amazing silken cocoon to finally emerge as a beautiful moth, never ceases to amaze and enchant me.